Page 86 of Trouble

Pushing up on his knees, he flicks the top of one bedpost, exposing an open ring.

“What is that?” I hiss, my already overworked heart pumping faster.

Declan turns to me with a smirk. “Specially made bed.”

He lifts Cade’s hand and kisses his wrist, then attaches the rope there to the ring.

On Cade’s other side, he does the same.

Without a word, he stands, gives us one more perusal, then strides to the chair in the corner. “Ride him, sweetheart,” he commands. “But be ready with your colors.”

I almost tumble off the bed as I scramble to sit on Cade’s impossibly hard cock. Once I’m straddling him, I splay a hand over his abdomen and slide down his length. “Oh god,” I cry, shivers coasting down my body. “That’s too good.”

The way he fills me is incredible. The sounds of his groans, the feel of each vein as I work my way down his shaft. Holy shit. I’m already close. Anxious to come, I roll my clit against him, and colors dance behind my eyes.

“Yellow,” Cade grits out.

I’m rocking against him, lost in my head, desperate for release, when Declan grasps my hips.

“Hold still, sweetheart,” he says into the crook of my neck. Shifting so he’s focused on Cade over my shoulder, he grunts. “She feels too good?”

My pussy clenches at the sound of Declan’s voice. At the way it rumbles through me.

Cade grits his teeth. “Feels like heaven.”

“Sinful, really,” Declan muses. “She’s got us both hard as a rock, and she’s completely oblivious while she grinds on your dick and taunts me with this perfect ass.”

Cade hisses, throwing his head back, his neck straining. “Exactly.”

“It’s like she needs to be punished.”

A shiver runs through me in response to Declan’s words, and I roll my hips.

He presses a hand between my shoulder blades and pushes until I’m flat against Cade’s chest and burying my face in his neck.

“How many?” Declan asks Cade.

Though I have no idea what he’s talking about, my heart flutters.

“Three on each cheek.”

They’re in sync, carrying on a conversation with few words. Damn, is it a turn-on.

“You’re going to spank me?” I ask, pushing up so I can see Declan over my shoulder.

Licking his lips, he smooths a palm over my left cheek. “Yes, sweetheart. I’m going to spank you, and when I do, you’re going to squirt all over Cade’s cock.”

I flex, tamping down on the need to ride Cade until I come.

Beneath me, he groans. “Still fucking yellow.”

Declan’s dark chuckle vibrates through me. “And that’s where you’ll stay.”

Then, without warning, his hand lands on my ass. The sting is so shocking, I lose my breath.

“Holy fuck,” Cade cries as he tenses beneath me.

I zero in on him, forgetting the flash of pain. “What?”